We stand on the edge of evermore
Stretching out our arms
To catch whatever falls
With grasping hands and gaping mouths
We seek communion
We seek revenge
And the clouds are coming down again
We see the children under clouds
Again
We speak in tongues, we speak of time
The memory of saints
Who brought us here
And gave us faith
All good children are divine
So raise your hands
And lift your minds
And the clouds are coming down again
We see the children under clouds
Come unto us
The illuminati
See forever
And the clouds are coming down again
We see the children under clouds
And the clouds are coming down again
We are the children under clouds
Again
Rejoice again
Rejoice with us
Rejoice